I used to have a cousin named Houdini Parker. He was with us in the beginning. Two years older than me, brilliant illusionist. Sleight of hand, big diversions, all that crap. Houdini could do it. Everything from pickpocketing to warding off the police. He and I were the only ones who knew each other's names. I know, we broke the rules, but we were family. It was a fact of life that I had to know his name. His was Jonas. Mine is- ah, sneaky... nice try, kid. You'll have to get me monologuing for longer than that before I'll tell squat.

There also used to be a set of twins on our team. They helped execute all our plans. The boy was a fighter; we called him Suckerpunch, named after the fact that he slugged Trigger when they first met. He used to be a UFC fighter before he got beat and killed the guy who did it. The cops came after him, and he came after us. The girl used to be a stunt driver for movies; her nickname was Herbie. Whenever we needed a speedy getaway, we would call on her and she'd pull some serious Speed Racer crap. It was awesome. At least, until then.

I stood in a bathroom stall, changing outfits, as Herbie yapped from the stall next to me. "Hey, Slip, got any bobby pins?"

"Heck no," I replied. "Get your own."

I walked outside to the sink and made sure my short, ginger wig was properly pinned in place. I then reapplied my bright red lipstick as Herbie walked out of the stall. She looked good; blue contacts, light blond hair in a tight bun, and same lipstick as me. This was definitely happening.

"Okay, so go through the plan with me one more time," said Herbie as I packed up my stuff.

I looked at her, tugging down my dark blue party dress. "So first we get out there and start walking around. It's a party, so try not to be so stiff, 'kay? Anyways, we go up to our respective guys and just distract them. Angel's already out there. We keep them from going into that room by any means possible. Then Trigger, Suckerpunch, and Houdini all come in in ski masks and hold us all hostage, then after they're done Trigger's going to have Suckerpunch grab you. Houdini gets me, we act all scared, they take us hostage in the upper room, where the safe is. I crack it, we steal stuff, and we escape out the window. You and Forbes get us out of there and we hop on a hijacked plane to Tokyo. Easy enough?"

Herbie nodded. "I think so. Seriously all I have to do is seduce this guy?"

I half smiled, half smirked at her. "Let's do this."